Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1887-09-01

H
Those minutes seemed very long to Sue.
Her arms ached, and her throat was tired
with singing and talking. And the sick
child being dressed In clothes by no means
clean or dainty at the beginning OF the voy-
lge, and still less now, was not 80 pleasant
TO hold rs the babies Sue had loved TO tend
/ a. home.
| but he took them in his arms, she
thought wearily; 'and Palestine babies were
no nicer than steerage babies, guess.
Then came thoughts of what might happen
next. Would she, too, he sick Of that terri
lie disease? Would 1t be for long time
Would she-lie
There was no more sea, she went on TO
| herself, as the ship lnrched heavily before
the freshening breeze. That's good to think
Of Only there wont bc any sunsets. Oh,
| IL He would only come walking ON the
water, and make those great waves stop,
and-and-put out His hand, and--cure--'
Sue felt great lump in her throat. She
heard the doctors step on the stairs. Her
head reeIed with the long confinement and
the foul air breathed. She laid the baby
gently on the bel ,and-the next face she saw
was her mothers.
She was in a funny little stateroom which
hail besige the furnishings Of her own room
cosy shelf of books, a comfortable easy
chair. and several small but brilliant prints
on the wall. The red sunset light just struck
through the window and rested warmly ON
the pretty white coyerlet.
Sue felt too weak and tired tO talk, that
in, by words. But dear me, deaf and dumD
people are not the only ones who talk with
their fingers. Sue gave little squeeze TO
her mothers hand, and suppose it would
take something like half page for me TO
write out what she said by II. And her moth
er answered her another half page In the same
way. Only she did more. She said,
The baby Ia better, Sue She Is eOmforta-
bly, put 10 bed In the little ships hospital
and papa has found good natured Scotch
girl TO take care of her. The doctor says my
little daughters nursing, this forenoon,
saved her life
would like TO tell you about the last four
days of that voyage. How the cabin-pas-
sengers passed vote Of thanks 10 Miss Sue
Raymond, for her heroism and devotion
| and sent them by the doctor. How the steer
age passengers, who did not know how t0 ex'
press themselves i'm such fine language, were
not content with one message but waylald the
doctor every time he showed his face among
! them, and sent their humble thanks and
blessings to the little voluntary prisoner
how, last of all, foremost-hand among the
sailors rolled clumsily mp TO Mr.. Raymond
one morning, and placed in his hand neat
oil-painting of the 'Samaria, upon which he
had spent all his spare time, and not q few
shiIlings and pence, during the last few
amonths. with the hope of selling Il by shares
to the rich folks, on some voyage when there
was a crowd aboard.
please give 1t TO the young Miss, sir, he
said, tand tell her ms how, If there's any
thing thatlI make the boys decent when
they're ON shore, il be thinking OF her.
Best of all the baby did improve rapidly,
and the doctor finally announced that the
disease although at first threatening had TAX
EN- one eofits many milder forms and the dam
ger was over.
yes, Sue had it' bur very lightly, and her
mother not at all. ItOnly kept them In quiet
rooms on the outskirts of Liverpool, for
week or ten days more than they had in
tended. They then went on and had their
good time.